In this real world, Judy Garland is an entirely curious figure if you consider how her heart swelled with romantic inclinations despite “a series of unfortunate events,” which were her various marriages to human males. How could she go on singing so brightly about some absent lover, in entire contradistinction to her disastrous personal life? She used to consult psychiatrists to try to discover why she was so different from the other women, and these psychiatrists undoubtedly unfolded various theories before her, but none of them was sagacious enough to notice she had a sound lover-concept, without any lover.

God, if He ever did anything, undoubtedly formed the solar system. Judy, if she were more than a human female, would be constantly aware that this individual was watching her with His invisible eyes, although He was not present in the body. If God were Judy’s lover, too, it would explain why she was willing to sacrifice her lifetime in sorrow and misery, following the example that Jesus Christ set. Judy probably did not think openly that God was her lover, and in this she displayed humility, a practical awareness that ideas about God are always inherently flawed, inadequate to reflect His glories. Yet in “The Pirate,” she is shown in a phase of adoration for the sea, that represents the Lord.

In your Easter bonnet, with all the frills upon itYou`ll be the grandest fella in the Easter parade.I`ll be all in clover, and when they look us overWe`ll be the proudest couple in the Easter parade.

On the avenue, Fifth Avenue,The photographers will snap usAnd you`ll find that you`re in the rotogravure.Oh, I could write a sonnet, about your Easter bonnetAnd of the guy I`m taking to the Easter Parade.